"Moon river, wider than a mile, I'm crossing you in style some day" ~ Johnny Mercer
Even though you're not a fan of tummy time, you've started rolling from your tummy to your back. You grunt as you attempt to roll from your back toward your favorite owl toy. It's incredible to watch, especially since your big bro was content to be stationary for so long. You're already pulling all of the toys dangling over your bouncy chair and look so proud when we praise you for making the froggy play music. You still are fascinated with fingers and hands. But you're very favorite thing is to watch Quincy dance and sing his made-up songs to you. He waves your hands back and forth and you laugh and laugh.
You're developing some stranger anxiety, especially just after you've woken up from a nap. You cling to me koala-style, which doesn't bother me one bit. I know this phase will be over quickly. Plus, we now have some tricks to get you to smile. Even if you're a bit fussy, tossing you in the air grants us open-mouthed grins. We have had conversations consisting entirely of raspberries and other such spitty sounds just to see you smile.
|Little red riding hood. (Can you spot big bro's hand?)|
As you've just gotten over a particularly nasty cold, you're sleeping through the night again. And I mean the entire night. As in from 7:30 to 6:15 the other night, and you probably would've gone longer but I awoke in a panic and rushed into your room to check on you and of course woke you up. Keep on keepin' on, baby girl.
I look forward to many more moons with you and I love you more by the minute. Zoe, it's your 5 month day. Happy 5 month day, Zoe!